Category Archives: Poetry

A girl I once knew

For my friend Mellory, Happy Birthday

you’re gone, but not forgotten,
frames of movies past,

just memories remain
sands of time ran out,
musical refrain

danced our youth away
school days and beaches,
follies of our youth
time skipped, slipped, night and day

yesterday, playing at teenagers
now you have youth eternal
while I watch the clock wind down, all around ages

youth fades away, once fresh faces
lines remain, etched stories of different places

Once upon time, we were both young but that was yesterday

Waiting for the hour


I’m going to wait for the witching hour

When all around me is full of power

When the stars are shining bright

When the moon is hanging just right


I’m going to wait for the witching hour

Before I step out tonight,

Standing in the darkness, beside the firelight

Dancing and chanting

In the midnight hours


I’m going to wait for the witching hour

Set my spell alight

Gathering power around me,

Dancing in the light


Will you wake in the midnight hours

Will you stare into the night

Will you feel my power,

look with second sight


See the light dancing,

Romancing the power right

See it climb into the heavens

Become a beacon of light


Will it touch you

Will it hold you

Will it do all the things I told you,

In the midnight hours, tonight

We’ll be witching all right.

Dream Walker; Dream Stalker; Shift Shaper; Universe Maker

Traveller between worlds
Have you seen the watcher of the way

Have you passed today
Have you passed the gate of no return

No time
Warriors wait
Feasts prepared
Will you cross the gate?

Stalker of the dream
Shake my spear
Rattle my shield
Bang my drum
Run run run

I come dreamwalker
Dream stalker

Painted face
Ashed body

Drowning in the moment of you.

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Can you see I’m drowning?
I can hardly breathe
You just left me breathless
Weak at the knees

Striving for the surface,
I’m sinking down,
Water surrounds me
Oxygen is gone

Vision is fading
Beating heart is still
Caught in a moment
Everything Unreal

Washing into ever
Slipping away
Nothing but forever
No more mystery

It was just a moment
In eternity
Nothing but the moment


Shift Shaper

Just a player on the stage

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Listen to the music, it calls your soul
Take a look around and then just let yourself go,

It’s so easy, to just let it Be,
Release the cruel world, it’s you who’ll see,
All of it, was your own insanity.

Actors on a stage, a pantomime of tears
Bit players and extras, the audience jeers.
Let go, let go, if you really want to know.

That here in the now,
Is Heaven,

Take a bow
You never left, just a player

– Shift Shaper –


Beach Karma

There is music swirling round the wall of corridors of castles built in playgrounds in the sun,

Wind swept away the past, of illusions of a time when once was long and hours seem to be forever in a day and minutes would just not tick by faster in any way

Time illusive master we were yoked by our parents fast, to hands spread eagled on the dais spinning wheel of fortune our fates outlined and plotted to others fulfillment.  How we long for that timeless experience of existence Now in the company of our thoughts caught and captive to the timed countdown of our demise.

When we were small and Christmas trees towered over promised delight of infinite unwrapping. So it was that the breeze whispered secrets to our ears and into our hearts as we ran around wild and screaming with the delight of surging power of sugar coated dreams.

The beach and endless Kaleidoscope of fascinating displays of nature beating repetitively at her breast endlessly marching upon the shores of rock ground millennia of silica reduced to bleached whiteness on the shores of playgrounds of the rich and foolhardy.

Young at first with bucket and spade in hand creating tunnels that would fill engineer heads with dreams and buckets of water filled moats of dykes holding back relentless multitudes of waves seeking total surrender.

Youthfulness swimming beyond the bravest to catch the big wave home to shore – porpoise torpedo down wave face glass-like perfection to tumble out of crashing breakers to stand upright upon the shore. Youthful dreams of passion and energetic adventures on the bay rowing hard against the tide of inevitability of age and responsibility dawning as if awakening in a foreign land of make believe and order.

Young men and woman all the same, knowing all, while the elders nod their heads in amusement at the follies’ of their youth soon repeated as the great wheel turns.


– Shift Shaper –


Soul Sailor


Riding the deck with ease,
Ship Destiny bucked beneath firmly planted feet,
Creaking timbers, still limber, of the forgotten ways, steadfast held, remembered,

Soul sailor, saltiness embodied, face weather set, sails trimmed, course plotted,
Withering storms of common misguided opinion, severed sharp bowsprit cuttingly decided
Shrugged waves of deceit, treacherous liquid froth, off her deck, boiling in the gunwales

Loyalty grabbed right hand true and honor the left,
Death grip held, eternity’s quest, monadic ocean voyage, bon,
Steadfast and true, weathered the oceans tempest, rain, sleet, hail, ripping shreds

Mightily crashing, waves surged upon the deck,
Impure hearts taken, raged rollers, washed clean the manifest,
Crew, soon forgotten, taken to the depths, to locker with Davey Jones,

Feasting fishes might, feed the needy tomorrow night,
Floating corpses, idiotic endeavors, ego plays but swims, not
Swirling seas of ill launched ships of mediocre integrity, sinking ethics of insanity

Becalmed, still waters, flattened seas assured, sails unfurled
Safe harbor, reached, lost men posted, sail maker, tailor
Landlubber, land lover, kiss the soil of remembrance, priory of truth

Lover of the deep, still waters of infinite depth
Peace, assures


The Photographer


Velvet raindrops,
splashed royally,
on satin skin thirsting for nourishment

Silence sauntered,
through the hallways of mind,
quietly expanding to fill passageways of dreams long forgotten.

Flitting thought strolled,
past darkened vision,
blindly followed by reason as I gazed upon her beauty.

as the sun bleached memories of my youth,
stood she wild as a forest fire blazing her youthful exuberance of loves passion.

Dancing possessed like a flame spitting in the wind,
Goddess driven beauty shining brightly forth,
Forever young, captured in the moment, shuttered in my camera lens